nonfiction
i’m hittin’ bitches like blunts
fuckin’ killin’ ‘em and fillin’ they cunts
evil like the fuckin’ priest that’s feelin’ your son
son of god, fuck jesus, the bible is a fiction story
of snitches and glory, hoes still whoring
and lies about his love enduring
that shit’s just straight up boring
instead i’ll get your bitch to show her tits and let my hands start exploring
she blew my brains out then i put a shotgun inside her mouth
and left her brains splattered all over your fucking couch
but mr clean cleaned up the scene and hid the body of the teen
under the kitchen floorboards
the spirit of gacy lives inside of me
